"Uncle Giorgio" often came to visit us when my father was away, sometimes late. One evening my sister and I had already gone to bed when he arrived, and of course I went to spy on them after a while. Three weeks had passed since my father had left, and he knew that after all those days she needed "company." She immediately let him kiss her, and when he lowered the straps of her slip, revealing her breasts, she immediately reached for his fly and, after unzipping it, released his big cock. She leaned over and took it in her mouth for a quick suck, then stood up and wiggled her way to the bedroom, followed closely by him. They didn't even close the door, simply closing it, allowing me to see everything. Perhaps a son shouldn't see his mother do certain things, but what I saw that night made me feel emotions I can't describe. Jealousy, excitement, desire. As I watched them, there were moments when I no longer saw her as a mother but as a woman and I wanted to be in his place, in other moments, hearing her moan with pleasure, I found myself attracted to that cock, experiencing for the first time those desires that at the time I didn't even know I had hidden inside me.